Southern standard. (McMinnville, Tenn.) 1879-current, 1887-11-26
titul world, abounding in happiness


stars, in the serene and tranquil
moon.
Happiness smiles in the sunshine,
in the azure of skies, in the trem-
bling stars, in the serene and tram
quill moon, it beams on the silver lin
ing of the clouds, it dwells on the
misty mountain tops and rests upon
the peaceful landscape, it sparkles in
the glad rivers and laughs in the riv-
ulets and bubbling fountains. 1t
hangs like humble bee on every
flower and fits like a butterfly in
every field and meadow. 1t rings in
the note of every bird and in the
mirth Of every child. 1t is personif-
ed in the loveliness Of the light-heart-
ed and innocent maiden. 1t moves
in her steps, it is eloquent in her ac-
tions, it charms in her voice,it beams
in her eye, it flows in her ringlets, it
throbs in her breast, and mingles and
shines in the graces of her life.
There is more genuine happiness in
the hearty laugh of your big, rosy
checked, good natured, fat man, with
his Fallstaffian stomach and duck
waddle, than you will find in dozen
sermons by some doleful dispeptics
we have seen. How the clear glee-
full notes of his mirthful voice ring
out on the gladstone air! How his
big, fat sides CULVER and shake as If In
the throes of an earthquake. His
bald head blushes like the rising
moon, and his chubby face is wreath
ed in roses. His laugh is as catch
ing as fire in dry leaves, and soon it
spreads into a confagration which
nothing can Withstand. The solemn
old parson who thinks only of the
dolorous side of life in this vale of
tears, happening by, catches the con-
tagion and goes off holding his sides.
The doleful rheumatic who has
twinges for breakfast. aches for din
ner, and pains for supper, succumbs
to the joyous jubilee and limps off on
his crutches feeling better than if he
had enjoyed a dozen bottles Of Wiz
zard oil. li,DDt
The old squire, In whose august
presence we feel the awful majesty
of the law, unbends his magesterial
dignity and supports himself against
a sapling. The whole assemblage of
happy mortals split their Wristbands
and burst their suspenders in the
rage of the laughing tournament. p
Ladies and gentlemen, let me ex-
hort you to cherish the fat man and
seek their society, for of such is the
kingdom of heaven. And the fat
women, God bless their old sober
sides, they are things of beauty and q
joy forever. ''. ono ND 'i'.
Choose the companionship of cheer
tul people-people who will laugh
and talk well, and whose spirits are
always bounding up into the seventh
heaven. Y oi 'r'' r'D' H''' N.
Now let me say word about dole
full people, who, like coming events
"cast their shadows before" them
/ suppose their only use in this worlt
is to remind us that we are mortal
Regard them with some charity ant
commiseratian, but avoid them a.
much as you can. They always trav
el through life on the VddoIorosa
!, and they are sure to insist on you
company. '
To those people a smile is a sacri
legeand a laugh would be blasphemy
You will find your doleful man al
most everywhere you 60. He frown
, in the church and scowls and croak
at the political convention. You hat
r as well strike him as to tell him {
joke. He will agree with you OF
nothing, life is burden and a Dor
9 and his own existence has soured o.
| his stomach. His business in life i
r to croak and complain; his onl,
. pleasure is to afflict you with. tn
| tale of his woes and miseries. H
r knocks at your door, it is a slow, Sc
1 pulchral knock. You know who it
n before he appears. He enters you
Y happy household when you are lis
e ening to the enchanting theme {
J. your daughters latest newi fangle
il music by Verdi, Puffen-shuffle {
!. Bangharder. Or when you al
o playing horse with the babies, or i
IS the; midst of one of those divir
! curtain lectures in which you al
l. transported into mute ecstacies b
e the pungent and thrilling eloquenC
l. of your loving wife. He enters,
n say, and your household is plunge
l. into the prOfOundest silence an